You’re not just chasing a bag—you’re building a legacy.
You chose the long route. The wild route. The you vs. you route. And every cold shower, skipped meal, late night, and lonely grind is stacking into the greatest flex of all:
When you’re self-made, purpose-driven, and rich in meaning—not just money—your deathbed won’t echo with regrets. It’ll echo with legacy.
Not a single tear, just a grin. A deep exhale.
Because you didn’t just survive… you created a life that changed the world, one person at a time.
This is the deathbed story the reaper gonna take notes on.
And you? You’ll die full… because you lived intentional as fuck.
